Adventures Of A God

27 Unlock the Dungeon!

"Woah."

We all stood somewhat shell shocked at the 'entrance' to the dungeon. It was a massive, open gateway that emitted this soft white glow.

It was kind of. . . ethereal.

The golden doors attached were pushed open and had an eerily similar feeling to the type of magic I used and I couldn't help but wonder how this dungeon came to be.

"I mean the rumours said it was crazy just standing here. . ." Iris said softly. "I guess they were true."

I felt drawn to the place and we all cautiously took tender steps through the doors, feeling a slight gush of wind as we entered.

"So, what exactly happens now?" Iris whispered, seemingly afraid to disturb the silence.

I mean, I would be scared as heck too but I felt so. . . comfortable in here?

Huh, comfortable.

That's an odd way to describe it but it felt like home.

"We just explore I guess."

The area we were in was absolutely massive and on a scale much larger than humans could possibly comprehend. Tall columns scattered the area and reached as far as the eyes could see, and likely beyond.

I couldn't even begin to make out a ceiling!

Well I mean, it was as if we were under a starry night sky so I guess there wasn't really a ceiling?

But what if it was an illusion made with magic. . . ?

It wouldn't be impossible right?

Who knows?

I'm messing with myself too often lately.

"Hey what's this room?" Nymphaea stepped into a doorway off to the right and Iris and I followed suit.

The scenery changed drastically to an ocean blue and snow-like balls spotted the surroundings.

"This. . ."

It was such a dream-like scene and almost impossible to not stare in awe.

The blue had slowly morphed into a picturesque forest and the faintest hint of laughter could be heard. The grounds were abloom with varying colours, shapes and sizes and. . . Were those Nymphs?

They looked so happy and serene.

A beautiful young Nymph was sat on a log with a flower halo atop her head. She was laughing softly as she looked dotingly upon the adolescent in front of her.

"You're a silly one, my little Nymphaea."

It was the quietest whisper, but in the silence it was loud and clear.

"M-Mama?"

Nymphaea looked gobsmacked as he stared at the scene in front of him. His eyes became watery as he took a few steps forward, arm stretched.

A dark shadow loomed behind the two figures and Nymphaea's mother quickly pushed him off into the other direction.

"Run my little Nymphaea, run."

She gave the young boy a tear-filled smile as she turned and walked towards the shadow.

"N-No! Mama, please!" Nymphaea cried, rushing forwards as her figure slowly disappeared.

"Nym!" I ran forwards and pulled Nymphaea into a hug as he reached out for the now disappearing shadow.

"Let me go!" Nymphaea struggled to get out of my grasp. "Let me go, please, let me go."